I Savor the Street Lights

i savor the street lights

for their soft touch

of artificial illumination

provides an illusion

of Man's sustainable existence.

for in the infinite darkness of the night

immortality appears

just as ubiquitous as death

and amongst the slow waltzing,

ditzy dawdling of the world's ensemble,

i am quicksilver

pouring time in a bottle

untouchable

like a moth fluttering past a flame

like a pest breathing in the thick brown air

free at last

i savour the street lights

for their insidious glow of artificial brilliance

blinds the eyes to the rampages of the soul